The Republic of Heroes

The young man stood up angrily and was about to explode when the train suddenly decelerated, the whistle sounded sharply, and the steam released from the pressure relief valve immediately filled both sides of the windows.Driven by inertia, the angry young man sat back on the chair again.The woman in western dress sitting opposite him exclaimed in a low voice: "Lin Sang be careful!" She wanted to support him, but unexpectedly, she was unable to do so. She showed a sweet smile and snuggled up to the man beside him like a bird.The Majestic Guan wall passed by indistinctly on the car window. It turned out that Shanhaiguan has arrived at the station!

Not many passengers got off the bus, but many got on.Although the fares of the high-end Blue Steel Express are so expensive that ordinary people cannot afford them, there is no shortage of rich people everywhere, so the carriages are getting more and more crowded.The compartment where the young man with glasses is located is the most luxurious section, and it is not connected with other compartments. Only two people can get up at Shanhaiguan Station.Both of them are extremely short men, neither of them looks 1.6 meters tall, but their eyes are piercing. The one in the lead is wearing a navy blue suit, and his actions are crisp and neat, and he has a faint military look, half a step behind the navy blue suit. The man was obviously his companion, whispering in his ear as he walked.Seeing that there were many passengers in the car, the man in the navy blue suit turned around and said something, the man nodded slightly and immediately closed his mouth.

This scene and their small actions fell in the eyes of the medium-sized man, including his companions.The car started and accelerated slowly, and the compartment suddenly fell silent. No one expected to speak up, and it was awkwardly quiet for a while.Not long after, I don't know who provoked the topic of the Civil War again.

"Hey! I heard that the army from the south has crossed the Yellow River and is not far from my home in Baoding!"

Someone started talking, and someone immediately echoed.

"If they came from Jinpu Road, they would definitely not go to Baoding, but the rebellion is not necessarily the case. These days, the soldiers are so chaotic, how can they live a peaceful life!"

"I don't think there is any peace in the customs for the past few years. This time I go back and plan to pack up and bring my family to Suidong for refuge!"

Since the beginning of the two Zhifeng wars, the entire north, especially the north of the Yellow River, has not lived in much peace. Either the Anhui army has the upper hand today, or the Zhijun army will take Beijing city tomorrow. After several years of fighting, it was Zhang Dashuai's Feng in the end. Jun had the last laugh.Since the Feng army entered the customs a few years ago, it has been in the limelight for a while, and the soldiers even went straight to Shanghai, and they have the potential to dominate China for a while.But flowers are not good for a hundred days, and people are not popular for a hundred days. This warlord also has a reason. In the spring, the Guangzhou military government swore to the Northern Expedition. After crossing the Yangtze River, Marshal Zhang began to be defeated all the way.

"Will Suidong be safe?" Someone immediately questioned.

"Don't tell me, Suidong is the farthest place in China from the war. According to my opinion, Marshal Zhang is exhausted in the pass. You see, he will have to retreat to the northeast sooner or later, but the army in the south is as strong as the sky. So we can only stop at Shanhaiguan Pass. Suidong is supported by Marshal Zhang, and North has a treaty with Lao Maozi. Although Little Japan has long hands, he has to be honest there!"

Speaking of Suidong, the eyeballs of the young man with glasses immediately became shiny, and he regained his energy.

"I agree with this brother. Don't look at the little Japanese who are making trouble in Jinan and Fengtian. They have to be honest in Suidong. The gendarmerie of Commander Fang is no joke!"

Some people don't believe it and express doubts.

"Pull it down! Anyway, we men have never been to Suidong, so you can blow it up to the sky!"

The young man with glasses smiled contemptuously and said disdainfully:

"Chinese people are afraid of foreigners to the core, but some people who are not afraid of foreigners have turned into monsters! How ridiculous! In fact, this Japanese is also a virtue of bullying and fearing hard. Don't look at how loud he is in Jinan. Back then in Suidong I was terrified of being beaten by General Wu! Let’s say that the Kwantung Army’s staff headquarters is now called Miyake Miyake Mitsuji, but he was a prisoner of General Wu!”

The general of the Kwantung Army was actually a prisoner of the Suidong Army. As soon as this remark came out, it really stirred up a thousand waves with one stone.Naturally, some believe and some doubt.It's no wonder they didn't believe it. The battles between the Suidong Army and Japan were very low-key. Almost all domestic newspapers were blocked by the Beiyang government, for fear that the reports would make the Japanese feel ashamed and blame them.On the Japanese side, due to domestic turmoil, the cabinet had no time to take care of foreign affairs, so naturally they never mentioned these fiascos.Therefore, today, ten years later, there are very few people who know about these wars!

Although Guannei and Fengtian have blocked this information, Suidong is not the case. These major victories are often used to boost morale, so only those who have stayed in Suidong have the opportunity to understand the Central Committee. In fact, Suidong After nearly ten years of development, it has indeed become a paradise away from the wars in the Central Plains. The civilians living there have not known the taste of wars for ten years.

The young man with glasses was beaming as he was talking, when his vision went dark, and his face suddenly felt a sharp pain, someone punched him in the face.This punch was not light, and the young man's glasses were blown away, causing blood to flow from his nose and mouth.Seeing this scene, the people who had been surrounding him all scattered away, for fear of accidentally eating and dying.

"Why hit someone!"

The young man with glasses angrily questioned the person who hit him, and the glasses flew to nowhere, even though he squinted hard, he couldn't see the face of the person in front of him clearly.But the spectators saw clearly that this person was the one in the navy blue suit who got on the bus at Shanhaiguan.

"Zina pig, this punch is for Senior Miyake, this punch is mine!" His Chinese was blunt, and he was actually a Japanese!

Another punch followed the wind, hitting the young man with glasses hard on the face!He covered his face in pain and bent down, unable to straighten up for a long time.

Everyone in the carriage looked at each other in blank dismay. There was actually a Japanese in the car. It seemed that it would be better to talk less and meddle in other people's business.

The Japanese stepped forward and lifted the young man with glasses, and was about to punch him down.A pleasant female voice sounded in his ears, it was actually Japanese, with a faint Hiroshima Kansai accent, which made him in a trance for a moment, and even thought of the cherry blossoms in his hometown.He hurriedly dropped the Chinese in his hand, but when he turned around, he found a beautiful woman in a dress. She nodded slightly, and said in Japanese with his Hiroshima accent:

"I'm in Takeshita Yoshiharu, I'm sorry for disturbing the lady! But the lady is from Hiroshima?"

The woman in the dress smiled sweetly, and Takeshita Yoshiharu intuitively felt a surge in his heart.

"Yes, I'm Yoko Asano from Hiroshima!"

"Asano...Asano? Is it Asano from the family of Marquis Asano, the lord of Hiroshima?"

Takeshita Yoshiharu immediately turned from fluttering to agitated, even shocked, or terrified.This Asano is not simple. Not everyone can have a surname. This surname comes from the lord of Aki Hiroshima, a samurai family. That is to say, those who can be named Asano in Hiroshima are not ordinary people, but outright Chinese.

"Father Asano Chohoon!" Yoko smiled sweetly again, and Takeshita Yoshiharu intuitively felt that his mind was buzzing like thunder, and Asano Chohoon was the current head of the Hiroshima clan.He had no doubts that the woman in front of him was from aristocratic family, and her every move and gesture showed her prominent family, which was something that people of commoner background could neither learn nor pretend.

Takeshita Yoshiharu is just a farmer's son, and he even feels ashamed in front of Yoko!